Scarlett Sint Niklaas Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Mons

But don’t get it twisted—she ain’t no saint. She’ll rob ya blind if you’re dumb enough to flash cash. “Don’t pee on my leg,” I’d tell her, laughin’, ‘cause she’d just wink and say, “Gotta eat, doc!” She’s a trip—sassy, tough, but fragile too. Like when Boonmee’s sittin’ by that cave, all quiet, she’s got those moments—starin’ at nothin’, wonderin’ where it all went wrong. Breaks my damn heart.

Sint-Niklaas

Then there’s the quirky Rue de l’Amour (yep, that’s a little hidden gem in one of those less known neighbrhoods) where I once hosted a mental health talk. The vibe there, soooo unexpected and real, kinda gave me chills. And oh, my fave spot – near the old Clock Tower on Dorpsstraat. Crazy scenes happen here. People pour their hearts out over coffee. My therapist brain just overflows sometimes with empathy.

Heavy rain across Belgium: amber weather warning in central and eastern parts